Thursday, July 26, 2012

^Living Out My Motto ^

You know what I hate? Throwing up. I hate the sound, the feel, the smell, the look, and the taste of it. I don't think anything is quite as bad as throwing up. These days, I get to hear that wonderful sound around my house probably at least 3 to 4 times a day. The worst part of it is, I can't do squat about it.

Do you ever wish that we could take the pain for someone else? Like instead of one person doing all the puking, why don't you just spread it evenly among the family members? Not gunna lie, that would be nice.

Another thought: People that deal with depression and think daily about suicide, but decide not to go through with it are very compassionate people. I've always thought that suicide victims are super selfish, but I've never thought about those who don't go through with it. That doesn't make any sense, but it does to me. The end.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Cherishing Moments

The time has come. I am going to college. There are many reasons for which I have decided to stay in town. Alright, so maybe only two. Money and Family. It's going to be rough, though. Most of my closest friends are going to some far off land to begin this new chapter in their life with a bang. I feel a little... mediocre. Kind of like I am starting a new chapter, but not really. Because it's basically going to be just like the life I've lived for the last three years (Freshman year was just really strange).

Anyways, before my friends go off and meet grand, new people, I have been trying to spend as much time with them as possible. You see, the friends that I have, I feel, are life-long friends. Okay, I know that most people say, "We're going to be friends forever! I just know it." but this is different. My friends are seriously THE BEST. We have already gone through a ton of useless drama together, spent months at a time apart, and performed countless pranks on poor, unsuspecting cell phone users. I believe that we will always be able to pick it up right where we left off the last time.

Which is where I am going to try and make an awful segue into my point. Where we leave off. I already know that I am going to miss my friends so much when they leave. I miss them when they go on two week trips. Heck, I miss them when I don't see them for 2 days. That's why I am cherishing every moment we have together this summer.

Here are some fun experiences with ma fwends.
1. Tucanos
           Julianna, Tiffany, Annie, and I all had really embarrassing/stupid moments here. The four of us never really do anything fancy. We decided it was time to try something new. Tucanos is a Brazillian buffet. You first go to a salad bar. Then, when you are ready for them to start bringing the 20-some odd options of meat around to your table, you turn a little stick over to the green side. I had said to my friends, "Okay, but let's not turn it over until we're done with our salad." Thinking that if we had salad and meat at the same time, it would get a little overwhelming (small table and everything). Tiffany though, thought that I meant we weren't allowed to eat salad and meat at the same time. She proceeded to ask a random waitress if we could, who responded with, "....Ummm yes? Of course you can!"
           Next, was Julianna's turn.  "Would you like to try some filet mignon?" Julianna's response?: "What is that? Pig?"
           Alright, so I'll admit it was a little confusing as to how to take the food you were being offered. I even made the guy drop a piece of meat, because I was busy watching a birthday celebration instead of "grabbing my tongs," but Annie takes the cake here. I believe you are supposed to tell the waiter how much you want of the specific item, but when they brought the grilled pineapple around, Annie didn't know that. The guy kept cutting the fruit and Annie kept taking it. She ended up with a whole stack on her plate before Julianna and I said, "Ummm, Annie? Do you really like pineapple that much?"
          I guess I can't give her too much flack for that though. As the, oh I don't know, third or fourth round of pineapple came around, I learned that my peripherals are not so good. I saw that the waiter was cutting the pineapple, so quickly grabbed my tongs to catch it before it fell. As I started grabbing the uncut delicacy, I realized that he was cutting it on the opposite side.
          The night ended with another lovely comment from Tiffany when they brought the dessert around. She decided against something like, "Oh no. I'm too full, thanks though!" Or even just a "No thanks." would have sufficed. But nope. Her first choice was, "That's too expensive."

2. Village Inn/Phase 10
            Every once in a while, I make it my duty to go to Village Inn with Janelle and Tyler, but of course, I always invite others. And it's not actually a "duty". I just thought it would be clever to say that. This time, since Annie was out of town, it was Julianna, Tiffany, Janelle, Tyler, and I. Long story short: we almost got kicked out, because Tiffany threw play doh at Julianna and missed. It ended up landing in someone else's booth. The manager came over and asked us to "refrain from throwing play doh at other customers." I'll bet you if he had a nickle for every time he's had to say that, he'd have a nickle.
           We had already started a game of Phase 10, but decided to continue at Tiffany's house as this situation had just grown extremely awkward. Julianna was on the last phase and just needed one card to win. Tiffany (whose turn was right before Julianna's) had just ended that round when Julianna took a card from the middle, turned over all of cards, and said, "HA! I win!" She also found it necessary to get up and do a victory dance. As Tiffany was yelling at her, because she cheating, Mom E. called and asked Tiffany to either go downstairs or be quiet. Then, all of us besides Tiffany got up and started doing our victory dance. Tiffany was not happy to say the least.

This is not us, but they're playing Phase 10. Cute, huh?

3. Spaghetti Factory
             Okay, wow. I promise you that we don't go to restaurants for a living. That would be AWESOME though. I'll keep this one short. Julianna and I were the "remedial children". One of the managers was forced by Mom E. to stand on a chair in order to take our picture. James started eating before the prayer. Our waiter probably thought we were all a little mentally challenged. Tiffany received a beautiful purity ring. And Julianna's ice cream was melted.

There have also been some moments that I would be okay with forgetting. Actually, I don't ever want to forget anything. They just weren't as fun I guess.

1. Target Parking Lot
           So, I've been complaining a lot about all my friends leaving me, but the truth is, not all of them are. I am super blessed to have some pretty close friends going to the community college with me. Although we probably won't be taking the same classes or anything, we can go through what we all feel like is going to be a not so hot experience with each other. I'm excited to become even closer with them in these next couple of years.
           Anyways, Olivia, Jordie, and I decided to go see the new Spiderman movie (BTW you should see it. It's really good.). We went to Target first to buy some cheap snacks to sneak into the movie. Jordie and I left our cars at Target. Afterwards, we wanted somewhere to talk and just decided on talking in the car in the parking lot. As it got later and later and employees started leaving, we noticed a few cars coming into the parking lot. Because it was like 10:30 at night, we were a little suspicious, but didn't really think THAT much of it.
           Soon though, the cars started circling the parking lot. One parked right in front of us, flashed their lights on us (probably to see if we were part of their group), and then parked right behind us. Another started going around the building, came back, and parked next to the other car. The third one went up and down a row and, again, parked in the row behind us. As you can imagine, this made Jordie and I a little hesitant to walk to our cars.
           Jordie's house was really close, so we just decided to go to her house and ask her mom to come back with us. Both her mom and brother were asleep, so we went back to Target thinking that they would probably be gone. We found quite the opposite when we arrived. In less than 10 minutes, at least 20 more cars had appeared. We also saw a group of people standing outside the cars.
           "IT'S A CULT!" were, for some reason, the first words that came out of my mouth. Olivia backed the car up right away. As we left, we saw more cars coming in. The odd thing about this all was that the cars were all pretty nice and the people didn't look suspicious at all. We couldn't really think about anything at this point, besides how scared we were. We rushed back to Jordie's house and her mom actually ended up calling the police.
           I felt dumb when both Jordie's mom and the dispatcher on the phone started laughing at us when we responded with " vans..." to "What kind of cars did they have?" Nobody, but us three seemed to think it was even a little strange. Still, though, they sent a cop to check it out.
          When we got the call back from the police, Jordie's mom asked if it was just a prayer meeting or something. He said something like, "Well, besides have God on their side.......they're the next best thing." I don't get it. Through this whole experience, I have also learned that it's really hard to say, "next best thing".
           Just FYI, when Jordie's mom got there to take us to our cars, she said things like, "Oh. I don't like this. This is weird." So we weren't just going crazy.
2. I'm just going to sum up this already too long for a giraffe's neck post by saying the following: I am not a fan of getting ditched at Wal-Mart nor the movie Zookeeper (although I barely watched it) nor being in the house while my friend is getting scolded by her parents.

So, I guess you could say that my summer has pretty much just been packed with friends. It's nice, because I'm going to miss the ones that are leaving, but at the same time, I kind of feel like I'm not doing anything with my life. I guess we'll see what God has stored for me within these next few years. I hate the word year though. Don't ask my why, because I just figured it out myself. Anyways PEACE!